So I'm in the Booksmith with Hannah yesterday -- we're just poking around, glancing through the shelves, when she starts laughing. "Hey Shosh, look at this," she calls, pulling out a book titled "The Only Bush I Trust Is My Own". I laugh as well and glance over it. As she's putting it back I suddenly realize that the name and face on the cover seem
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